The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. 
How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? "
You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. 
He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." I felt cold. 
Once Imela believed love was enough, now not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth: that there was no place for people like them in this world.

The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge

　　"You can come in, Mr Plane. You do not have to lurk around. It's a glass wall, and I can see you." Imela spoke up despite not looking up from whatever she was writing down.


　　He pushed open the door and stepped into the office. "Ms Garcia, I didn't want to interrupt; you looked busy, and I was going to wait," he said.


　　"You were already interrupting by standing at the door." She replied, adding, "Is that the report?" While eyeing the file in his hand.


　　He nodded and gave it to her. "We also made our 15% returns for the month." He added.


　　"That's nice to know." She said and kept it beside the file she was working on. "I will go through it as soon as I am done here."


　　Usually, this was when he'd take his leave, but he didn't leave, making Imela glance up at him with a raised brow. There was no need for him to be here still, though.


　　"Do you want something?" she asked.


Chapter 66: Life is a risk